Like That?

Chapter One

All the vanilla-peeps kindly "eff" off. Otherwise....

READ AND CHILL

I'm the kind of person whom you might actually call a pushover. In fact, my beliefs in staying lowkey yet at the same time making my parents proud had been my idea for the entire four years of my studying in university. However, being the model student that I had become in my year chose me as one of the volunteers for supervising the hazing ritual conducted upon the first-year students, and eventually third year arrived and I got chosen as the head of the hazing team.

The duties as laid down and demonstrated by the ex-hazing team seemed remarkably manful.

I grew anxious as the third year arrived...

Well why?

Since as I said previously, I'm a pushover who can't say no to requests and I've got to be the exact opposite of it-authoritative.

Me? Seriously should I laugh or should I cry in regret for not being able to say no at least for once! For that record being an authoritarian absolutely clashes with what I truly am. The me that I've only ever kept to myself and that is-

I'm an extreme masochist who craves to be roughly dealt by a man.

How can I, a person like me ever act the part of a commanding leader?! I am the one who should be scolded...! Commanded...! intimidated!

Devastated...distorted...! Every inch of me. Just the mere thought of being humiliated is enough to get my pants tighten at the hardening while my insides become tingly in joy. I've always honestly wanted someone to treat me harshly, curse me for the bad boy the pervert I was and not listen to me no matter how much I plead; They will-

-always pull my hair, curse me and bite onto my flesh. Their warm breath filled with warnings fan on my sensitive skin.

However, in reality I only ever meet gentle people who admire me. I mean I have nothing against it but then till now I've truthfully never been able to meet someone whom I could trust my body to deal with the way he wants. Of course, I want a sadist for a lover.

Trust is a major issue thus I always have backed out from dating or even having a physical relationship with anyone. Since I fear the consequences if my weird ass fetish does get exposed. I often tried in my early years of self-exploration to completely ignore and try to be normal like the rest of the society, but now that I realize it's an integral part of me that I cannot ignore but then for how long can I be under the bushes?

Keeping these thoughts aside the orientation day finally arrived and it's my fucking first day of meeting new faces as the strict hazing head and third year senior, no matter how many times my inner self tried to point at me with a heavy aura of sarcasm but for me this was a matter of the reputation of us third year batch in general, so I need to desperately keep my act together.

The clock struck 9 a.m. and I put on my red engineering student's jacket over my body-hugging black tee, black skinny jeans and adidas sneakers. Thus, I along with my crew of third year hazing team arrived at the huge auditorium hall. On entering all that was visible to me was the big hall and humming of naïve-looking freshers with eyes and body language mostly filled with curiosity and intimidation.

Good Arthit. Let's see how far you can keep up your act. Alright!

"Saswadee first year students! My name is Arthit Rojnapat and I'm a third year and your senior in the faculty of Engineering", I started in sharp tone keeping my candid straight-faced expression on. Keep going Arthit just like that.

"I'm in charge of monitoring you for the next whole year to make sure you all stay disciplined and that you strictly comply with the rules"

I could see the rise of tension and anxiety in their faces, well...I think,

Except for one...

urgh! Don't bother Arthit, rest are having the effect surely na? He'll follow up to his batchmates soon after I finish anyways! Keep going man! Thus, I rose the tone of my sharp tongue a little higher this time.

"I hope I'm clear enough! And I expect to receive full cooperation from all of you!"

Knot by my left side continued, "First-year students, I would like to congratulate you on being enrolled in this faculty of Engineering"

Once again, I noticed that boy who now had a stare upon me much intense and definitely not like his peers at all being seated on the ground with a straightened back looking up at me directly in the eye. What's with this junior?

Knot who was there for me majorly as my back-up now hinted at me to complete my announcement.

"..er..It's indeed a fact that you have been enrolled as students in this faculty...."

Shit! Stop staring at the guy and finish your goddamn announcement Arthit!

"But..I don't consider that you..are my official juniors yet, not until...you own this thing"

From my left front pocket of my uniform jacket I took out the shining golden gear-the sole representation of our faculty of Engineering. It was hung by a red string in the form of a locket. All the first-year students had now their curious gazes fixed onto this emblem, including him. C'mon Arthit that boy isn't the only student sitting in the hall facing you.

"Gears are cogwheels that work together systematically for a mechanism, it's a symbol of honour and dignity...if a cogwheel is missing gears can't function properly, hence gears are the symbol of us, engineers...before getting a hold of this you must understand what the system of SOTUS is, you must come to freshman gathering everytime and must not be late! And one more important thing! You must learn to respect your seniors, and finally! Each and every one of you must strictly follow my orders! Understood?"

"Khrab!!", everyone says in unison out loud.

I clear my throat as I continue to state to the whole first year engineering batch their first ever task that they would need to accomplish, and it's not something laid down by me rather something that had been happening in a ritualistic manner each and every year by every hazing team and the leader.

"To get a hold of this gear however, I will not hand it over to you for nothing of course... your first task... is to collect a thousand signatures! One thousand signatures... and within this week, if you fail to comply with the task like any other which will be given to you subsequently the consequences would very bitter for you, sorry to say"

Once I finish I see the mix of rising intimidation, anxiety and incoming determination in their faces. The same thing..... just like each year, just like that time I was in their position as a freshie, however I strangely did not hate it.... strangely... yeah, contrary to my friends and most others in our batch. Why?.... Because I was commanded upon well... quite rudely for the first time? However I musn't bring it to mind at this moment.

"If you have understood still, if any of you are yet having any queries, then they may raise their hand", said I keeping my stern composure but not shouting like before.

All of them started peeking glances at each other debating whether to say anything at all to me or not. Right then, no one, absolutely no one but HE raises his hand looking up directly at me without fluttering eyelashes, not an ounce of nervousness shown in his body-language.